Mt. Saint Franklin

 

A sort of chastity, pollutes me.

Hinders my reaction.

Makes living unsustainable.

Almost…intolerable.

If it were not for the abandoned house.

The left shoe littered by a white line.

Trails purposely marked but deliberately…hard to find.

Clogs in the sleet and ice.

Boots in the sand.

The oddity of it all interrupting the big plan.

1000 Acres

1000 acres 7

A thousand acres and there I stood

Misfit

Miscreant

Misunderstood1000 acres 1

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A thousand acres and here I stay

Finally at ease

to travel within a self-imposed abyss

Kick the can

with a shadow of who I am.

A thousand acres

Burned out1000 acres 5

Discarded for no one to see

Yesterdays, today and never again, you and me.

A thousand acres gone by

twilight..nights… fireside

glad tidings

mistaken places to hide

granite grandeur and pictorial flights.

Where is my might?

Tell me

where have you gone?1000 acres

Tell me

what did you do wrong?

You had been the one and only to tolerate

to say, ‘me too’.

Someone who questioned

the mythology of theology.

Someone to harvest my dues.

You and Me and someone that I used to know1000 acres 2

Reap what you sow…

You and Me and someone that I used to know.

Lord and Lady Laurels

 

Just sittin' back on the Laurels
Just sittin’ back on the Laurels

It’s not that I don’t care

I just know the fight is not fair.

lord and lady laurels

 

Sticks and Stones

Grief and Bones.

 

If I don’t think about it?

It does not go away

IT stays and stays.

lord and lady laurels

It shouldn’t have a home

But exactly where does IT belong?

 

Sticks and stones

Disbelief and gone, Baby, gone.

lord and lady laurels

Just kickin’ it with…

Lord and Lady Sittin’ on my Laurels